This is all new to me. Writing and junk, so I'm not expecting much.

Is everything I've done so wrong?
A sin in the eyes of the holy.
Would it have been fair for me to suffer so long?
' All of this is normal ', you told me.

The screaming and hating.
All the judging and waiting.
Please. Can't you let me go?

So I'm the piece of shit.
The one you blame for all of it.
This isn't normal.
It can't be normal.

The one thing I told you, is what you chose to become.
Don't say you know me.
You never ****ing knew me.

A peaceful goodbye could have been so easy.
But you don't like it when things remind you too much of yourself.
It's familiar territory so it really needs a lot more on a personal level, and to be stripped of the obvious and all too easy cliches.

Could be anyone, about anyone. Make it you, about you.
"Pain or damage don't end the world nor despair, nor fuckin' beatings. The world ends when you're dead, until then you have more punishment in store. Stand it like a man, and give some back."